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He looked up, and he could see the intensity in her gaze. She was on the edge. Tight and needy. And fuck, he loved it when she came on his mouth.
But that’s not what she needed. She needed him.
And he was a fucking fool for her. If she wanted him, she’d have him.
He stood, pulling his t-shirt off, as she reached for his jeans, her fingers trembling as she unbuckled him. He was so hard it almost hurt as he tugged his jeans down, followed by his boxers. He grabbed a condom packet from his wallet and looked at her carefully.
“Here?”
She nodded, her eyes glazed. He leaned forward and kissed her softly, and she purred like a kitten against his lips. Ripping the foil, he rolled the condom on. Even that short contact of his fingers on his dick was enough to make his body flex.
His tongue slid against hers as he lifted her legs around his waist, angling them both until the tip of his aching cock pushed against her.
And slid inside the place it loved the most.
So tight, so warm. He took a deep breath to center himself. “You ready?” he whispered.
She smiled, knowing what he meant. He wanted to make her come first because he wasn’t sure how long he would last. How gentle he could be when all he’d thought about all day were her long legs wrapped around him like this. His biceps flexed as he held her against the wall, his hips pulling back until she almost released him.
And then he thrust forward again. Hard enough to take her breath away. She fluttered around him, a reminder she was on edge, too, as he took her hard and fast against the wall. The same place they’d first kissed.
He’d never be able to walk down the stairs without blushing again.
“Harder.” Her mouth was against his ear. He felt the warmth of her breath tickle his skin.
But he was a fool for this woman. If she told him to jump he’d buy a damn rocket to see how high he could go. So he thrust harder, rougher.
Until she was crying out his name and pulsing around him.
“Don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t gonna.” It was a lie. He was so, so close. But he wanted to feel her come on him again. Wanted to feel it forever.
Never wanted this moment to end.
“Do you think that email Alex got was a hoax?” Cassie asked him the next morning. They’d taken a shower together and now he was cooking her breakfast. Blueberry pancakes and bacon. It had been his favorite combination as a kid.
And technically, it was still his birthday weekend. Which hadn’t gone unnoticed by Cassie, who’d woken him up with that belated birthday blow job she’d wanted to give him. And then she’d offered to make breakfast, but he’d batted her suggestion off, because he liked cooking. The same way he liked giving her pleasure.
He’d forgotten how much he liked making people happy. Maybe that was because he’d been so unhappy himself for the longest time.
“Nah, it wasn’t.” He flipped the pancake over. “Dad checked it out last night. It’s legit.”
“It is?” Her eyes widened as she leaned forward. She was wearing one of his old t-shirts, her damp hair twisted into some kind of bun. Even freshly fucked and showered she had the kind of grace that made his body feel weak.
She was his Helen of Troy. Or his Achilles’ Heel. He frowned. Damn, he should have paid more attention in school.
“Why didn’t you tell Alex last night?” she asked him.
He put the pancake on the stack, then poured in some more batter. “Well firstly because he would have lorded it over Marley and it’s his birthday too.”
“Good point.” She nodded. “Alex isn’t exactly diplomatic in victory.”
He smiled. “You know him well already.”
“And secondly?” she prompted.
“Secondly?” he repeated, frowning.
